Gotham Riddler X Reader X Penguin Episode 1 (Part 2)

Gotham Riddler x reader x Penguin episode 1 (Part 2)

Long time no see (Part 2)

*FlashBack from Season 2*

The large wall clock's ticking sound was fitting the client dining room where Oswald was sitting while waiting patiently for his father's return. He said he would be back in a moment but it seemed much longer to him for a strange reason. Could it be his overwhelming feeling that he wasn't alone anymore and had a real family and place to call home? Or.....perhaps he was just couldn't help but be impatient as usual.

Just then the big double doors opened wide as Mr. Elijah entered in with a joyful smile. "My apologies to keep you wait for so long, son. But now...I have the great honor to present you....my savior" The old man stepped aside revealing you who was standing right there with your hands behind your back and a nervous excretion across your face.

"Oh, please don't hide your beautiful face by staring down, you have nothing to be shy about...I accuse you, my dear" His soft tone made you feel less stressed, a bit at the very least. After all, it was your very first time to be invited for dinner here. Your face raised slowly up to meet with Oswald's icy blue eyes.

The raven-haired young man could feel his heart skip a beat only from the first sight of you. He could feel standing up from his seat quickly before he walked his way over you.

It was a matter of seconds for you to notice the 'difference' between his one foot and the way he was walking. But instead, like most people who found it to be funny...you thought it was rather cute.

Elijah stared with a clearly satisfied smile over you both as his reach to give your back some gentle taps. "My beloved son, meet (Name), my dear this is my boy, Oswald. I have a feeling...you two are going to get along pretty well"

"Oswald huh? That's a cool name you have" You commented happily and reached out your hand for a friendly shake.

As soon as he saw that move of yours, his hand cupped with yours in a perfect match. "I-It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance" Unknown to you, a gasp escaped from his mouth as a warm feeling began to fit in him.

"So, how about we all have a seat? Dinner will be ready soon and I think, we have much to discuss together. what you both think?"

"Yes of course, um....as soon as Oswald could let go of my hand" You didn't want to hear rude at all but your head couldn't think of any other way to make the young guy get your point.

"Oh, I...I am s-so sorry" Oswald chuckled nervously before he tried to apologize and removed his hand away.

Oswald stared at (name) contemplating how they held their composure before him and Mr. Elisah. There was something enticing about this person that kept pulling his gaze towards them, he watched how (name) became somewhat distracted by his chilling gaze. Oswald picked up the glass of red wine that was sat in front of him; he raised the glass to his lips before enquiring. "How did you find your journey?"  

For Oswald is felt somewhat odd trying to engage in small talk, which was very unusual for him for he had mastered the skill along the time ago, but today...it was hard to even do so. The creature before him had made him feel unsettled. He took a sip of the red wine awaiting (name) response.  

You hesitated to give an answer at first, as your hand reached to buy the back of your neck a bit nervously. "Well...I meet Mr. Elijah in one of my usual morning walks. He lost his balance and fell over the train rails. I didn't even realize how I found myself down there and trying my best help him clamp to the safety, the train was coming and the last moment...."

"They saved me Oswald" Elijah finished (Name's) line for them as he finally sat back to his chair. "That's why I felt so grateful for the kindness this remarkable person showed me, so I invited them here as a way to say 'Thank you'. However, I know just some food is not enough..."

"No, my good sir you invite me here and that's more than enough for me. You see, my grandmother passed away some weeks before and she was the only one I had left. Where I saw asking for help and not a single person bothered to take the risk and try to make a move, I just had to do so. Not to mention I had the honor to meet your son as well. Forgive me if I'll hear rude Oswald but could I ask you a question?...A favor if you will"

Oswald placed the glass of red down and cocked his head and eyebrows. "I'm truly sorry for your loss of your grandmother, truly I am. Please ask away in regards to your favor, seems only fair since you saved my father from the perils of the oncoming train"

"I find your name pretty unusual yet quite fascinated so....would you allow me from now on to call you Oz?" You questioned with sparkled eyes in the hope he would accept your request. None of your both could see Elisah who was staring between you with a knowing smile across his face, he knew there was something on the air that was attracting you both like magnets. He knew it was a good decision to bring you hereafter all

Oswald reclined back into his chair with a smirk on his face. "Usually I don't like people calling me 'nicknames'. However, since this is a small request due to such a huge favor you did for my father. I suppose I could be as so inclined to allow you and let me make this very clear...only you to call me Oz"

He gave a slight chuckle, then noticed his father's eyes watching them both. "Is there something you wish to add father?"

"You both remind me of the first time your mother and I met. I mean...your case is different from what ours was, but you seem to get along rather quick...just like how it happened with your mother. However, I have the mention you should be more polite the way you talk to someone....especially when this person is (Name)" With the first thought it seemed Elijah kind scold on his son for his rather overproud behavior when the actual truth was it was just pure helping advice from a loving father.

Oswald rolled his eyes at his father's voice "I understand your words come from love of a father, however you should not be meddling in such affairs for myself and (Name)" Oswald smirked once more, "Besides we barely know one another, they only have my permission to call me Oz but that is it. Should I seek out this person before me as an equal I shall do so on my own terms? You forget father that I am a man. However, I must admit (Name) is only a little gentle on my eyes"

Oswald grabbed his fork and knife, then began cutting into his food before him. "(Name) if you found out coming across a being that had some magnetic pull on you, would you let it pull you in or would you resist? I prefer a game of giving and take myself" Oswalds laughed at his own inner joke in his head"

"I....didn't mean to offend anyone. You're right the fact I saved your father's life doesn't mean I have the right to call you with a nickname you dislike others to call you. Also, forgive me if I got too far by asking you such a thing from the moment we barely know each other, just as you said. And as about the magnetic connection you mentioned before....it depends on what kind of person I come across and how they approach and behavior towards me. I won't tolerate any low treatment when it comes to people who think rather higher from others just because they have riches and power on their hands. Do not misunderstand me, I have respect towards people in general...But most of all, I have respect for myself and in order to answer your joke-question. If this magnetic power you talked about would lead me to someone I sense he is worthful, I would be more than glad to let it pull me straight to them. But if they wouldn't be worthy enough......I would absolutely resist with everything I got. Just to let you know I am not a person who goes down without a fight...I accuse you that" Your previous calm and happy mood changed into a more serious one as your eyes never broke contact with Oswald's.

Mr. Elijah notices the electric fences between you both started to become stronger but he knew he couldn't do anything to stop it. Oswald was so right, he's a full-grown man and even as a father he should let his son do whatever he thinks is for the best, He only hoped Oswald could manage to calm things between them eventually.

"Well I'm glad we are all on the same page, let us enjoy the food before us" Oswald focused his sights upon his food, figuring it was better to avoid staring at their guest. Knowing that the charged atmosphere was becoming too much, he was even beginning to get a mild headache. He reached for his glass of wine again and sipped it. " I do wish to know however what your plans are within our city?" Oswald asked but still focused on his food.

You finally felt ready to start eating when you began to cut your food in small pieces rather skillfully. "As I said before, my dear grandma isn't with me anymore so I want to take a risk and make a trip I dreamed for such a long time. But I couldn't leave without saying goodbye to Mr. Elisah. I don't how long it will take me to complete my journey but I am gonna make it out no matter what difficulties I'll find on my way" Your tone returned in a calmer one once again as you felt more comfortable on your seat and continue eating.

"So I guess we won't have the pleasure to see you any time soon eh? What a shame, though I am glad you took such an important decision and follow your dreams. I wish I would be more confident and brave when I was at yours and my son's age"

Oswald looked up at your face "Perhaps you would like to stay in Gotham just for a few nights before you venture forth. I could gladly show you some of our most beautiful assets. That is if you wish too?" He said with a broadening smile on his face.

Your eyebrow raised up from the young man's offer that surprised you a bit. What's with this guy anyway? The one moment he seems all shy and nervous, the other an overproud spoiled brat, and the next....generous and willing to make you change your mind in order to stay for a while longer? Seriously, it was hard to understand the way his mind works. "This...is a kind offer of your part, but I am afraid it's too late to change my plans, you see I will leave today" You explained calmly, before whipping the drops of food away from the corners of your mouth with the help of a small towel.

As soon as you stood up from your seat, Elijah followed along and walked over to stand right before you. He gazed down at you with a rather serious expression across his face as then he opened his arms wide and pulled you into a warm embrace. "I will miss you, my child...I will really miss you" He whispered softly, it seemed like he was almost ready to cry yet no tears were visible. "My son, could you do me the favor and accompany our dear friend out? To make sure they'll be fine" Elijah glanced over Oswald with a knowing smile.

Oswald peaked his head to look out through the window, it was a heavy downpour. "Let me retrieve my umbrella, can't have you getting a chill" Oswald stood from the table and walked with both his back heels touching each other, no matter how hard he tried to point feet forward it ached beyond comprehension. As he walked to the rack which contained the black umbrella he contemplated about you briefly and how the night had gone so far. He thus picked up his umbrella and escorted you out of the house where it was a cold bitter rainstorm.

"Wow, man what a storm..." You said mostly to yourself once glanced up to the heavy raining sky that was full of dark gray clouds. Fortunately, you didn't get wet at all thanks to Oswald's umbrella what was hovering upon both yours and his head. You turned around to face the raven-haired guy and let out a kinda disappointing sight. "Let's hope I'll be lucky enough to won't have to swim cross the roads" You chuckled to your own joke but more from nervousness. "Well, it was....nice to meet you, Oz-...errr Oswald, I mean" You smiled politely and your hand reached out for him to shake one last time.

"Please, you can call me Oz. Should you need anything at all from me or my father, you are more than welcome to return" As they shook hands Oswald gave (Name) a warm, reaffirming stare, there was something almost of the spark within his gaze. "Till we meet again?"

"Yeah, until then, I suppose. Please watch over your dad, he's a really good man and now you both reunited...he's gonna need you the most. At least that's what I think" You were about to let go of Oswald's hand but just then you felt him grabbing your wrist gently. What made you turn your gaze back to face the guy and watched in shock as he gave you his umbrella to hold. "Wh-what? Oz, this is yours...I can't take it with me you know"

"I insist, should you find yourself in need of shelter, plus consider it a small token of my appreciation" With that being said Oswald Cobblepot watched (Name) walk away.

For your sake (Basil x reader x Ratigan) chap1

An eye for an eye

Both detective and his worst enemy....once against each other in a life\death battle. Only one could be the winner of this battle and they knew so very well.

Even if Basil tried to escape it seemed Ratigan wasn't willing to let that happen this time. The second time his hand moved and gave Basil a harsh scratch with his sharp claws made it looked like he...

"I've won!" A wide grin took its place over Ratigan's face as he began to laugh maniacally, thinking his nemesis was finally gone for good.

"On the contrary!" Basil shouted a thing that made Ratigan glance down to see the detective had caught himself on what was left of his enemy's destroyed airship. "The game is not over yet!" The detective pointed out before he revealed the little bell that belonged to the rat himself. Ringing it right before Big Ben strikes, the loud noise caused Ratigan to lose his balance and fall to his doom...or at least everyone thought so.

*Time Skip*

You looked around in a try to remember if the last turn you took was the right one. Being away from London for years might affect your memory of where exactly your old apartment was and the storm didn't help at all. "Oh, great. Now I must hurry up" You said mostly to yourself while grabbing the edges of your socked wet coat to keep your body as dry as possible.

While running, your eyes caught the sight of a rather large body figure, lying unconscious in the middle of the street you were about to pass. With hesitation, you let out a sight and began to approach the person.

Now able to face him completely. 'Oh my, it's a rat' You thought. 'What on earth happened to him?' You thought once more not even realized you were standing right before him.

You gasped once you saw the wounds all over his body, quickly you looked around once more to make sure no one was passing by. You knew better he must wake up...cause if he won't...

Thinking fast you managed to open your bag and take out your cloth...thanks to the rain it got wet rather quickly. You managed to lift his head a bit from the ground and place the cloth against the back of his head and held it there firmly with your free hand.

'Ah...who's voice is that?' Even unconscious Ratigan's ears could pick up the hearing of your sweet voice calling out for him to wake up over and over in a worried tone. 'Mother, is that you?' He asked inside his head before his eyelids cracked open slowly, only to see bright light surrounding the shadow of an unknown female figure.

It was at this moment the rat's eyes opened wide, now full awaken. At first, he stared over you in confusion. However once he realized how close you were, the pain began to rise through his body because of the multiple wounds he got from such a high fall.

He groaned roughly and stood up abruptly, knocking you down as his large body slowly stood up straight. Panting heavily with gritted teeth while it seemed he was ready to attack. His eyes stared right into yours and it was then his wild expression turned to a more serious-calm one. "Who...are you?" His voice heard as if he was lost in his own thoughts with a bit of roughness too.

You got up from the rocked ground and stood in a brave position, now looking up to him. "I won't tell you my name, unless if you reveal yours first"

Ratigan scanned you from the bottom of your well-shaped legs to the top of the cute parts of wet hairs that were falling lightly against your forehead. An amused grin appeared across his face while looking down at you with half-lidden eyes. "But of course, how RUDE of my part. My name is...Padraic" He tried to hold back, not to spill how proud he feels about his full name to her....at least no just yet.

Your beautiful eyes blinked a few times as you saw Padraic offering his hand to you. "Oh, nice to meet you, P-Padraic, I am Y\N..." You said and placed your smalled hand over the palm of his big yet slender one.

Ratigan gently held your hand as he brushes his lips across your knuckles and plants a soft kiss, "The pleasure is mine. I apologize if I frightened you" His charming grin dropped a bit once your hand was removed out of his hold.

"You better put this back over your head injury, it will help to reveal the pain and also stop the specific area from bleeding eventually" You explained calmly after recollecting the cloth from the ground and held it out for him to take.An amused chuckle escaped from the rough rat despise the great pain he was feeling, he couldn't help but look down at you with an expression that almost shows sympathy towards your strange behavior to help a stranger. 'Tell me, are you a doctor my dear?" He questioned and placed the cloth back over his wounded head, hissing a bit to the sudden pain.

You shooked your head with a small smile. "No, I used to be a reporter though. That's why I came back to London, to make a new start"

"Ah~, giving a second chance to your mother city I see" His voice sound so rich and smooth to your ears that made you let a shy smile make its way over your pretty face and roll your eyes away from him.

"Anyhow, I am afraid I must continue on my way now. But before I go I must ask if you're capable of finding a place to stay for the night. I don't wish to hear rude but with all these wounds and the storm it'll surely be difficult even for you to find your way around the streets"

Ratigan couldn't help but laugh in a low tone before he kneed down on your heigh level and ruffed his hand over the top of your head softly. 'You're a strange one, you know that dear Y\N?" He cooed with a playful giggle and stood up with a  rough groan.

"I was never afraid of the difference if that's what makes you wonder why I cared to help you" You fixed up your messy hair and your coat and turned on your heel to leave. "Wish you luck Padraic" You glanced over your shoulder to his sight and began to walk away.

'I was never afraid of the different' These words of yours were running through his mind while his yellow eyes watched you slowly disappearing from his view. He let out sight and sneakily followed after you, he didn't know why but he had to see where your place is.

*Time Skip*

It didn't take much time to finally spot your old apartment. It might be all dusty and abandoned but it was better than nothing...to spend the night at least. The rain got heavier in the meantime and that made you want to rush in before your whole body would get wetter. Unfortunately for you, a stray cat was lurking there and it was too late before the feline's sharp green eyes caught your small figure. So you did what every mouse's instinct would tell them to do, you ran for your life and before you knew it you shout in pain as the cat's claws had given your back a deep scratch. You just stayed there laying against the ground and watched with wide eyes for your end to come. But then...

Even from the far distance, Ratigan could see what just happened and before he realized it, rage-filled through his veins as he rushed into the scene and stood right in front of you rather protectively with a wild expression across his face.

You lied there and watched with wide eyes as rat and cat had put themselves into a massive battle. Ratigan's grunts and shouting echoed with every scratch he gave...and took.

Eventually, the cat seemed to give up once they realized their possible 'meal' was lost, due to the multiple wounds Ratigan generously gave them. With an angry last hiss, the feline ran away leaving the rat barely able to stand on his feet while he was inhaling deeply.

His attention however took the sound of your whining that made him turn around to see you trying to stand on your feet. Your body was trembling from the pain and how much cold you were feeling.

You glanced up to him once you felt him holding your arm and his free hand supporting your back right below the area over where your injury was placed. "Thank you for...saving me" You managed to say weakly.

"Don't mention it dear" He responded in a rather serious tone before he gently helped you up.

'If you don't mind me ask, why did you save me?" You asked in curiosity but hissed in pain while the trails of blood were running against the fur-skin of your back.

A mischievous chuckle escaped from him once again. "An eye for an eye....that's the reason dearie~"

You just nodded in agreement and moved your free hand to open your bag over your waist and took out a small piece of paper and a pen. "Just give me one moment...here" You handed him the sketch that seems like a map. "Consider this as a 'thank you' for saving me from the cat" You sighted deeply and carefully got off from his hold and turn on your heel to leave.

"No, wait!" His hand grabbed your shoulder gently to stop you from moving any further, "Where will you go? You can't walk through the streets in such a state"

"A dear friend of mine who lives not very far will be more than happy to help me out...so you don't have to worry about me Padraic. Use the locations I gave you wisely, there are two abandoned buildings that no mouse has set foot for years so...make your choice carefully" You pushed his hand away and glanced over your shoulder as you began to walk once again.

'Could it be possible she might know who I am?' Ratigan wondered but shooked these thoughts and disappeared through the shadows of the night.

Hi could I request headcanons of Sebastian with a physically clingy s/o?

Here are the headcanons you asked for. Hope they are to your liking.

✿ Sebastian thinks your clingy behavior is simply adorable.

✿ Honestly, he's no better since he has the need to touch you at least once or twice every one hour.

✿ He doesn't know what to do with himself when he's not cuddling you.

✿ But seven minutes of a no-stop loving make out session while sitting on his lap would do nicely.

✿ If he could satisfy your desire for physical affection all the time, believe me, he would be more than happy to do so however there's his butler aesthetic and the fact he has to serve the young master in the middle that prevents him from fulfilling that endless need of yours.

✿ When he has his two free hours he's all yours.

✿ During this amount of time, he takes you to the hidden spot he created just for the two of you deep in the gardens and takes advange of all this free time he has to hug you, treat your hands, cheeks, neck, jaw, forehead, and lips with smoochies and gentle nibs.

✿ These two hours and the nighttime are simple the best cause you get to have your demon completely focused on you and your need for affection and adoration.

✿ You love bath time too, because it's Sebastian who's usually bathing you, treats your skin with the best of the best care and when he washes and brushes your hair it feels just 'ahhhh~".

✿ When you want affection though and he can't provide you with it mostly because he's working at this time he will simply take down to his one knee right before you and take your hands gently to his larger owns and give them a sweet long kiss while staring at you with a sorry gaze and a sad smile.

✿ "Not now my darling kitten" He will whisper smoothly and turn back to what he was doing.

✿ The second time or the third you're going to insist and keep behaving like this he's going to break the distance between you both and wrap his arms around your waist in a tight yet warm embrace.

✿ His lips will make contact with your forehead and start leaving kisses one after the other.

✿ "My love, I thought I told you to wait after young master's bedtime for me to give you affection, didn't I?" He caresses the side of your face with his white-gloved hand while staring seriously down at your slightly confused face.

✿ Unfortunately, you kept doing this more and more often most of Ciel's annoyance. Sebastian was a bit upset but then again it might be his fault he wasn't giving you enough affection in the first place. Or the solution would be if he'd give you more than you can handle...

✿ So the next time you demanded his affection, without any words he lifted you up and placed you over his shoulder, giving your butt some gentle pats along with a dark chuckle that let you know you were in trouble.

✿ It was night that Sebastian had plugged everyone's ears so no one but him could hear your screams of pleasure and loud moans.

✿ The next day Sebastian informed his master that for a reason you were hardly able to walk out of your and Sebastian's shared bedroom and so you stayed in bed all day, trying to get your strength back after such a long night with your loving devil.

✿ After that, you would think twice before you'd ask Sebastian for affection when it's not the right time.

Ask Sebastian and Y\N a question!

Dear readers, from now on I’d like to inform you that you can ask Sebastian and his S\O Y\N...or separatetly just one of them a question of your choice and they will gladly answer you! Just put your questions to my ask box please.

It can be any topic of your choice, you can ask about them and their realtionship, something about themselves or a general matter.

Just remember to always be polite and patient and you will be rewared~.

See you kittens.

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Reserving for Romance, A Dinner with Prof. Ratigan !

Ratigan x FemReader

Anon: Since you do just about any Disney baddie, can you do Rattigan with an S.O who is a domestic mouse or pet fancy rat.

(You've made me fall in love this character! Love his song!)

“Oh, absolutely insatiable is my joy for making others quiver in fear at the mere mention of my name!”

His laughter echoes throughout the empty room. He slides a hand back against his hair, making sure it kept its flattened look and adjusted his collar. He opened one of his eyes and gave you a charming grin, as he took his red napkin off the table and flapped it once in the air, unraveling it.

“But nevermind that my dear! For the feeling I get when I spend with you is even more or as equal in its rewards.” He lays down the napkin upon his lap and pats it gently, looking upon you sweetly.

His tail slowly swaying across the carpeted floor, which once he caught you noticing it, he curled beneath his seat out of your sight and coughed, bringing your attention back to his face.

His hair was newly combed and shiny, his face kept up and groomed, he wore a dashing suit with a daring black cape to match and his usual white gloves, yet they had golden lining along the knuckles. His top hat hung near the doorway, where there stood a quivering waiter who was pressed against the wall, holding a menu against his chest as two men, a burly mouse-man and a vile looking reptile stood by him, leering at him and giving him devious grins, keeping him In check.

“I hope you do like this evening out, It took forever to get reservations!” he laughed rather darkly as he scooted his seat forward a bit and ran his hand across the glossy menu in front of him, following his gloved finger against the words as he read them.

You look around the room, Ratigan had taken you out to one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city!

 A beautiful place set carefully on the beautiful roof garden with the perfect sight of the River Thames in all its beauty, as its lights illuminated the night sky. Yet, around you there isn’t a sound and not a seat in this entire room was field! Only empty velveted seats and candles still flickering on each table, freshly lit! All its usual customers and most of the staff were eerily gone. Only the chefs and the one waiter remained. How odd.

“Oh, dearest we must do this more often, I do enjoy when we go out together like this don’t you?”

“I do! This place looks absolutely lovely Padraic, I just wonder how, if you say it was so hard to find a reservation…why this whole place is completely empty!”

Ratigan looked up from his menu with a sweet smile and reached slowly across the table to your hand and picked it up in his lifting it up, your paw tiny compared to his, he gets off his seat and leans over the table avoided the candle flame, to kiss the top of your hand.

“Oh yes, it was hard getting “a” reservation for a singular table, so I decided what If I just reserved the whole building itself hmm?”

He sat back in his chair but not before tossing back his cape. He clasped his hands together.

“Don’t worry dearie, It wasn’t hard once I made them realize that they must provide me with a table for my dearest and I, as we were the highest of caliber crowd and that I wouldn’t take no for an answer…well…”

You hear the sharp squeak of the waiter as the reptile prodded him with his sharp clawed hand on his side.

Ratigan acted as if he hadn’t noticed the noise and let out a soft sigh.

“As you see, they agreed to my…persistence and acknowledged by superiority, begging my forgiveness for their behavior.” He chuckled softly as he circles his finger in the air as he gazes back down at his menus  sets his finger down on something in the wine category.

“How about we start this lovely evening with un peu de vin? Oh servitor!”

 He claps his hands together and closes his eyes and you watch the waiter stagger from a hard push towards your table, his whole-body jittering at the sight of you husband to be. His pencil thin mustache quivered just as much as his body and seemed to almost want to jump off his face!

Ratigan turns his head slowly to the man and opens his eyes lazily with a wide grin. 

“I would like the greatest blue wine straight from your cellar to start off our night…”  Ratigan grinds his teeth slightly but stops this and pats his chest gently. “Go on now and be quick about it!” He gestures the waiter away which he quickly obliged with a few bows. “Yes professor, wine for you and the lovely lady coming right up.”

The poor man skitters back into the kitchens and the doors shut behind him. Once again, it’s quiet.

You cover your mouth as you yawn softly and gently raise your tail from the ground and allow it to get some feeling back into it, you wore long lavender gloves that reached your elbows and a gorgeous purple dress with a jewel broach with heels to match and you took the time to admire your dress in the candlelight. Ratigan turns his head to the door and gestures sharply for his men to follow the waiter and they nod respectfully and hastily follow the waiter.  

He then turns his focus back to you, his face illuminated dimly by the dancing white candle between you both.

“Oh, my sweet brindled queen…” his eyes dance over with a refined grin.

“You’re the most picturesque lady my eyes did ever see, with the brain to match and a birthright as long as time itself.”

“Oh, how worthy you are to have such a handsome and intelligent gentle-mouse such as I, we are a match bounded by fate ohhoho~”

He rests his fingers on his chest as he laughs and then lays his hands down on the middle of the table, asking for your paws. You place your paws in his and he gently squeezes them as he gets lost in your eyes.

“Such perfect eyes…a dainty nose the smoothest tail, the softest fur and the most adorable ears oh I’m quite lucky as well! Order anything you’d like, Its on the house…”

The doors behind Ratigan swung open and out came the speedy figure of the waiter with a bottle of wine held tightly against his chest and two glasses in his other. He nervously places the glass in front of Ratigan and then to you, giving you soft pleading eyes that flinched as Ratigan snapped in the air to regain his attention. He pointed this glass and then yours.

“Hurry up and pour our glasses. We would like to order next.”

“Y-yes professor right away sir”

The waiter pours the wine and the stream of it pouring into the glass wobbles around. Yet he fills Ratigan’s glass perfectly, but as he poured yours the slam of the doors behind Ratigan started him as the two thugs walked in and you watched a few wine droplets fall down agains the white tablecloth and one spotted your red napkin sitting on your lap.

The room had a sudden chill as the waiter started apologizing profusely as he straightened his bottle and shivered looking at Ratigan with wide eyes.

Ratigan closed his eyes and slowly took the napkin off his lap and placed it on the table gently, and shook his head as he took one of his gloves off his hand and flexed it a few times before he sighed and rose from the table to stand beside the man who took a step back, but without a moments warning Ratigan snatched the wine bottle from his hand and thumped it against the table. Then grabbed a handful of the man’s collar and shirt and rose his feet off the ground.

“You quaking simpleton! You can’t even poor a glass of wine to save your own LIFE! You dare ruin my lady’s newly bought dress and our perfect night together?!” 

He shakes him furiously his eyes filled with unbridled rage and the fur on his neck and face raising in response to his anger. The way he shook the man you could see his collar start to choke him as he tightened his grip on the man.

“R-Ratigan! Its ok! He didn’t ruin my dress, everything is fine!” you cry out to him.

Ratigan paused mid shake and looked down at you, and then back to the mouse that was crying in his paws as his claws pierced through his shirt. He then cleared his throat and let go of the mouse who dropped to the ground landing hard on his rear. Ratigan brushed off his shirt and smoothed back his hair and looked at you with a placid smile.

“Good, I’m glad. But you still shouldn’t have to deal with such abysmal serve, should you? I can’t have such a novice making mistakes such as this can we?” He looks down at the trembling mouse with a sorrowful look and bent down lifting him back up and patting his chest to fix his outfit.

“I’m sorry dear fellow but I must request another waiter to take your place, men?”

“OH no, OH no NO! PLEASE SIR, ILL CLEAN THE TABLE RIGHT UP, JUST PLEASE!” his two men walked to the table and gave you a respectful bow before grabbing the waiter by the arms and started pulling him towards the kitchen “PLEASE, MA’AM I BEG OF YOU PLEASE SAVE ME, PLEASE!!” 

Rattigan tisked under his breath and stood in front of your sight of the man getting dragged intentionally placing a hand under your chin and craning your head up at his tall burly form to distract you from this disturbing situation.

“Never mind him dearest, we still have the rest of our night to go. How about we pick a new, cleaner table and wait till the new waiter is sent in to finish our order shall we?”

                                                                  …

Still startled by the event you pick a table on the terrace outside in the summer air just for a new view.

 Rattigan decides to sit beside you with and arm around you as he talks about his numerous abroad trips and academic achievements. He makes the waiter light his smoking pipe which he then continues to make fancy shapes in the night sky, the smell of it a surprising fruity scent.

Ratigan’s was so much bigger than you, so sitting next to him was comfortable but often he would forget his size and hold on to you too tight.

After a few drinks of wine, and some good food you both had gotten a bit tipsy. He drunkenly insisted that you ditched your chair and sit on his lap so that you could be more comfortable. You kept refusing so he simply tricked you into standing up and tossed your seat of behind you and it knocked over a few other chairs. You both laughed and you sat on his lap, taking another sip of blueberry wine and he rested his chin on your shoulder and was absolutely in love with how comfortable you were.

You took of your gloves and instead he took of his so that you could see how your paws looked side by side. You pulled up his gloves from his fingers and your press you paw in the middle of his hand and he chuckles as you marvel with how big his hand is.

“Yes, my family do come from a long line of big, strong men, yet it was I, who was all that and more with the added tremendous intelligence! I’m the whole cake!”

After the food was taken away you both loudly talked about the day your tails curling absentmindedly against each other’s as you sat sideways on his lap playing with his suit collar and face fur and he nodded away as you talked excitedly and teased around with one of your ears.

You both left the restaurant in terrible shape, as Rattigan got a bit angry as he was reminded about the previous waiter. He threw a few chairs and broke a few tables and you just couldn’t’ stop laughing at the fact that you loved this man. He stopped his rampage as he watched your curled-up body laughing hysterically at a reason he didn’t know of and he began laughing himself.

“I think it’s time we head back home. We are both in an intoxicated state…Men!”

His men follow you and Ratigan as you hold onto his arm and he supports you as you walk more clumsily as him as he could handle more win than your little body could ever!

That night, he called Felica just so that you could climb on top of her head and pet her fur, which she gladly appreciated. Both of you sat for a few minutes just calling the cat cute pet names and loving up on her. 

“Did you like your little treat I sent over my little butterscotch Ratigan slurred and you turned your head to see a piece of torn black and white cloth resembling the outfit of the…oh my, you suddenly felt tired!

Ratigan swept you up and carried you to his room and tucked you in a huge soft comforter. He gently took your heels off and unclipped your broach and you zonked out the moment your head touched the pillow.

“Nighty night my beloved~”

Professor Ratigan dating headcanons (requested)

When he first meets you your just the daughter of one of his workers and are just delivering some things for your father to keep him up.

He first sees you when you walk in though and he though you were the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his life and he also sees your struggling carrying some things and being the gentlemen he is asks if he could help you.

After that he starts helping you carry heavy things that you have a hard time carrying and starts giving you gifts to try and woo you

Eventually you do start to get a little interested in him and start going out with him.

His confession happened at a nice restaurant and of course gave you a lovely necklace and flowers and you both had a nice talk while drinking red wine.

When you two are dating he buys you even more expensive things and gives you a life full of luxury all in all he treats you like a goddess and worships you.